One of the things I think Graham sacrifices as Grace’s brother is playing outside in winter. As noted several times before about Grace on the blog – she hates cold, and a cold windy day makes her incredibly unhappy. She complains and gives us looks like we are torturing her. Nonverbal communication at its finest!
I’m in charge of picking up Graham on my way home from work, and often I will hear other parents say things like “grab your boots so we can play outside tonight”. We hardly ever grab Graham’s boots because I know the likelihood of him going outside to play is slim. I hate that for him. The reality is that often times it’s dark before Kevin gets home and I can’t keep half of me inside with Grace and half of me outside with Graham.
This winter Graham has bemoaned several times the lack of snow. But this week it snowed! The first night Graham wanted to play in the snow so badly. I offered for him to go outside by himself, but he didn’t want to do that. So, we brought snow inside and he played with it at the kitchen table. We’ve done this a lot over the years. He gets cups and plastic food from the play kitchen so he can mold the snow into shapes. He also keeps plenty of sticks and rocks in a drawer in his room so he can add some natural elements to his snow sculptures. It’s not an ideal situation but it works.
But this week we had the good fortune of snow and the days being longer. So the second night we had snow Kevin was with Grace inside and Graham and I went outside to play in the snow. We did the normal things… snow angels, snowball fights, made tracks in the snow, found some icicles, went down the slide covered in snow. When a neighbor yelled out a greeting to us Graham happily yelled out “We are playing in the snow!!!” We went inside with wet boots and gloves and icicles in a bowl so Graham could do some experiments with them.
The third day it was over 50 degrees. We have no more snow. We played just in time!
It’s not always a sacrifice- it’s just different.